Hearing that sentence coming from Aunt Rockefeller made Alexâs heart skip a beat.
There were no doubts about Aunt Rockefellerâs beauty. It was in the way she carried herself where not
even the richest of the rich and famous could ever hope to reach that air of confidence.
She was like the clouds on the horizon, stained with soft hues and ever changing, never to be captured
or controlled, so everyone could only admire and adore such beauty.
She could play the part of the cool and the sophisticated, as well as being sweet and pretty. Sometimes
she was a joy to be around, but at other times, drive someone up a wall.
âS-stop joking around like that!â Alex quickly broke eye contact.
âHeh, obviously, I was kidding. Iâm your aunt, after all! Donât ever let me catch you thinking about
anything along those lines, or youâll be in for a bashing!â
As the two continued to bicker, Zachary followed them on another boat. He was tense and nervous for
Alex, like walking on a tightrope. He had just gotten off the phone with two other grandmasters from the
Divine Constabulary, who refused to come along while providing excuses about not meddling with
family matters.
âOh well, Iâll explain the ins and outs when the Melvis family brings an expert over!â
His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of water splashing further ahead. He saw that Alex and
Aunt Rockefeller were gone, and only an empty boat remained bobbing about in the waves, with
Tucker still inside.
âWhereâd they go? Did they jump into the water?â Zachary didnât understand why they jumped
overboard, and he couldnât spot anyone around the lake at this time of night.
âXavier, help, get me out of here! Iâm sure my grandfather will be grateful to you. Now that theyâve
gone, this is the best chance of escape!â
Xavier, on the other hand, merely glanced at him and ignored him.
Tucker panicked and started to ramble. âXavier, do you have any conscience from being a Great
Guardian of the Divine Constabulary? My grandfather is the president of the Divine Constabulary, and
my fatherâs the general manager. Can you live up to the name of a Great Guardian if you donât help me
when Iâve been kidnapped?â
Xavier only smiled. âSave your breath. Alex is the elder of the Divine Constabulary. Youâre lucky I didnât
hack off your head there and then when you tried to steal his valuables and plot to assassinate them.
As for your grandfather, there is no guarantee as to who heâll save.â
At this, Tucker went motionless. âHeâs the elder of the Divine Constabulary? How is that possible?â
âWhy not?â retorted Xavier. âSoon, heâll become a Great Guardian too! If I were you, Iâd fess up about
everything honestly right now. Mr. Rockefeller isnât someone who you or your dad can take on. â
Tuckerâs expression changed, but he still had hope for his father, that when he arrived, he would win
over Alex and his aunt in an instant.
âThe Melvis family has four expert grandmasters in total. Surely no one in America can contest that!â
Moments after the sound of water splashing, Alex and Aunt Rockefeller shot up from the lake and
landed on the surface with steady footing. This was a rare skill, even in the world of martial artists.
Upon closer inspection, even Xavier was shocked because not one drop of water clung to their clothes
after that swim. It was truly mysterious.
âWhat did you guys do underwater just now?â Xavier asked to satisfy his curiosity.